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> [̦̻̯ ̙̹͕F̦̰̟I̳̤̱L͍͇ͅE̪̬̞ ͇̪̫2̧̲̤ ̫͕̯S̗̭̲A̢̮͎V̖̹̗Ȩ̫̩D̫͔̤.͎͓̱ ̧͖̗]͖ͅͅ
> [̦͔̼͈͈͗̐̊͂͘ ̨̯͙̥͕̔̈͊͋́F̻̼͖̠̀̋͒̋͜͝I̟̙̦̩̮̿̾̒͆͒L̯̹̘̦̘͑̑̑͂͝Ẻ̛̼̟̤͚̺͗̍͐ ̛̲̭͕͕͓̅͂͂̒3̲̞̹̜̦͗̒͑̄͝ ͈͉͚̰̣̿͑́̚͝S͓̰̙̱̖̉̿͌͛͛Ȁ̖̜̯̭̺̑́̂͘V̤͖͇̜̠̀̈́̇̽̚E̖͚̟̱̰̔͛͑̕͝D̢̗͔͕͚͌̌͛́̂.̛͇̥̗̤͙̎͑̂͠ ̦̹̹͍̦̆͗̿́͠]͔̹̰̣͇̈́̄̉̐͠
Something had changed in the fabric of Topher’s timeline. It was a feeling in the air, unmistakable as the scent of fresh rain. Yet, this seemed much more like the foreboding of an oncoming storm. The files, they had been altered, somehow. In the moment that an unknown entity stepped through into this world, it wasn’t just felt through the tearing of reality itself, but as suddenly…
Topher couldn’t reach his files anymore. A new name had appeared on each, one that felt like static and error messages and far, far too many voices speaking as one. Just trying to access and decrypt the information within was headache inducing.
> CHArISKiS LV %͔̙̖̾̄̾É̥̣̬̒̍&̯͇̱͋̕͝R̡̦̘̂̀̇[͔̮͔͐̔̔Ŗ̟̺̒̎̈́]̛̯͉̲̐̌;̣̩͎̓̑͠Ò̟̪̠͆̐;̦̻̙̋͒͝Ṟ͈͔͆̽̉ 0:00
GAME OVER - [INVALID DATA]
Something had appeared, lingering in the shadow of a nearby tree, just… Watching. The teen was clutching a phone, flicking through it idly; in the foliage’s shadow it was hard to make out, but the case seemed to be encrusted with the smears of dried bloody fingerprints. They were a small figure, smaller than most of the Krises– the kid didn’t even break 5 feet– but somehow, even with their lazy, slouched posture and lack of attention… There was something about them that was utterly chilling.
Maybe it was that deadly gleam in their eyes, which pretended not to be watching– but were indeed focused on the other Kris with a vicious intensity. Perhaps it was that eerie, inhuman smile, stretched just a little bit too wide. It could have been that the thin fingers of one hand had stretched into jagged, bony talons, like the claws of some horrible raptor.
But mostly it was the total lack of fear, even knowing who was here, who they were dealing with… Even knowing there was a fight ahead, they were just piddling around like it was entirely meaningless. Either the entity had to be arrogant on a whole new level, or Topher was encountering something lethal on an absolutely inconceivable scale.
The nightmarish thing that had once been a Kris finally raised their head, yet it tilted slightly sideways curiously… Glowing eyes watched from under their shaggy hair, one red, and one blue. One hand stowed away the phone, the gesture so casual that it felt like yet another disturbing contrast to the situation ahead. Despite the cool mirth they exuded, there was an unshakable feeling that those were the eyes of someone who would watch you drown. Behind that mask of cheerful, playful energy, everything within was so terribly cold and dead.
“Greetings. M̪̰i̡̪s̜̞ș͓i̼̤n̨̹g̥̲ something, I see?” That was enough to answer the preceding question… There was no arrogance involved; this demon knew exactly what they were doing.
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